Chapter 750


    “How can that possibly work?” Thssa rejected the idea without giving it much thought. She had


    nned on not sharing her bed with Lysander tonight. The events ofst night were still vivid in her


    mind. Lysander’s energy seemed boundless, and she had no guarantee that he would leave her alone


    tonight.


    The only way to ensure her safety was to keep her distance from him.


    As she finished speaking, Lysander strolled in. He’d just taken a shower in his study and his hair was


    still wet and dripping. He was wearing a dark gray silk pajama.


    He stood tall and handsome; his body was still steaming from the shower and his stunning good looks


    were undeniable.


    The air seemed to churn with his intrusion.


    Thssa’s breath slowed instinctively.


    Lysander always had amanding presence. He could effortlessly take control of the room the


    moment he appeared. His gaze met hers.


    Thssa lowered her head without giving it much thought; she was feeling guilty for some reason. He


    didn’t hear their conversation, did he? She thought. “It’s okay, Mommy,” Elowen said, nning out their


    sleeping arrangements with her small hands. “You can sleep in the middle, Sophia and I will sleep


    here, you can hold us. Dorian and Atticus can sleep on your other side next to you. Dad can just sleep


    at the foot of the bed.”


    With that, she burrowed into Thssa’s arms, worried that her spot would be taken.


    Thssa was taken aback. She looked at the foot of the bed, then back at Lysander.


    His handsome face was devoid of emotion.


    Thssa couldn’t help butugh. She quickly corrected Elowen, “That’s not going to work. This is your


    father’s bed. How can he sleep at the foot of the bed? I’ll go downstairs and sleep with you guys. Your


    bed might not be as big as this one, but we can squeeze.”


    As she finished speaking, she tried to get up with Elowen in her arms.


    The kids had dragged her to the master bedroom on the second floor before to y hide and seek, and


    then they insisted she tell them a story. Otherwise, she would never have gone into Lysander’s room,


    let alone his bed.


    But now Lysander closed the bedroom door and locked it from inside.


    Thssa paused when she saw him lock the door. She asked curiously, “Why did you close the door?


    Are you really going to sleep at the foot of the bed?”


    Lysander looked at Thssa with those thoughtful eyes, “Why not?”


    Thssa was at a loss for words.


    Would he, of such stature, really stoop to sleeping at the foot of the bed?


    As it turned out, Thssa didn’t know Lysander as well as she thought. That night, they slept as


    Elowen had nned. Thssa was in the middle, with two kids on each side.


    The kids snuggled as close to her as they could.


    And Lysander slept at the foot of the bed. His tall frame didn’t fit in the space the kids had left him, so


    he bent his knees to make himself smaller.


    Thssa looked at his awkward sleeping position and worried he would be upset about them taking


    over his bed.


    But soon, she forgot all about it as she cooed the pumpkins to sleep. Having them by her side, smelling


    their milky scent, Thssa felt rxed. She fell asleep within minutes.


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    In the middle of the night, the moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft glow through the window. The


    moonlight illuminated the room and outlined the haphazard sleeping arrangements on the bed.


    Lysander got up and moved the four kids to the foot of the bed. He thenid down next to Thssa and


    pulled her into his arms.


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    Thssa felt someone moving her as she was stirring in her sleep. She opened her eyes, aware of the


    man’s strong presence next to her, and smelled his sandalwood scent.


    She instantly became alert and struggled a little when she realized the man was Lysander, “Let me go,


    I’m tired. Not tonight…”